Last I spoke with Ms. Annie we talked about loving Jesus, Keith Richards and Winnie the Pooh. And she told me that yes, sigh, she’d wash Dick Cheney’s feet in Heaven. (Cheney has been unavailable for comment thus far.) Anne was kind enough to speak with me again about her new book, a slim wonder titled Help, Thanks, Wow, that features this line, the finest Christian writing I’ve read in a very long time:
“This is the message of the Book of Job: Any snappy explanation of suffering you come up with will be horseshit.”
Right now, today — what’s your Help, Thanks, Wow?
My alarm failed at 5:45 am and at 6:30 the driver was ringing my doorbell and I was in my Ethel Mertz jammies, and – made a cup of coffee, fed the animals, dressed, found Help, Thanks, Wow, got to car, started off. Then driver didn’t have address of radio station an hour away and my internet is out but went home, back inside, found address, and now safely in car, with coffee, talking to you, and NO traffic. So all three prayers swirling together– Help! Thanks! Wow.